Lisa Roberts was about to experience the happiest day of her life, at least thatâs what everyone kept telling her. She was getting married in the morning, to her childhood sweetheart, Brady Collins. Brady was the man who took her virginity, who treated her like a delicate, rare and precious flower. She loved him. She couldnât remember a time that she hadnât loved him, but part of her wondered if this was it. If their tender love making and harmonious relationship was as good as it got. They sailed along on smooth waters, with barely a ripple to disrupt the flow. Shouldnât love be choppy, blinding, scorching, passionate, volatile and dangerous? Leaving you unable to breathe when you were apart? Clinging to each other in the eye of the storm?

A chance meeting with a sexy guy at a bar, while she pondered her fate, challenged everything Lisa had ever believed in. Was Brady really the man of her dreams, or could an abandoned night with a stranger far exceed them?

The Domville 2 is the second of a series of self-contained hot erotic reads, set in the exclusive six star hotel chain.

Warning â This is an erotica series, if youâre after a happy ever after, then Iâd suggest trying one of my erotic romance novels instead.

This novella contains explicit adult sexual content and is suitable only for those aged 18 and over.

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44-year-old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees, and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine, or cider.

My name is Logan Steele. Iâm devilishly handsome, seriously ripped, well hung, charismatic and highly sexed. Women just canât resist me. So when I lost my job in the construction industry and was struggling for cash, I decided to put my assets to good use.

By day Iâm a private personal fitness trainer. By night Iâm a high class escort. Logan Steele, licensed to thrill.

I donât advertise my sexual services anymore, I have a long client list that come to me through word of mouth. Iâm that good, Iâm booked months in advance. Scores of women pay me extortionately high fees to fulfil their fantasies. And for the most part I do. I have a strict set of rules that I abide by, which are provided in the full contract that youâll receive along with the booking form, if accepted. Just so weâre clear, my absolute number one rule, is full payment up front, which is non-refundable. No exception. There is no requirement for a refund clause, I never fail to perform.

So, now youâre aware of my rules for the night and are about to email me to book your fantasy, all that remains to be asked is, âWho do you want me to be?â

Will Logan continue in his profession, or is there a woman out there for him, one that can fulfil all of his own fantasies?

CJ is a 45 year old female from the United Kingdom and lives in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees and fields full of sheep and cows. Her writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine or cider. Reading was her main pastime, until she discovered the joy of creating hot, erotic, romantic fiction, and now romantic comedy, but she still tries to set aside time to indulge her appetite for steamy reads by other authors too.

Sam Michaels, the handsome, hot, and charismatic lead singer of international sensation Nevada 6, is learning to spread his sexual wings. After breaking up with his long-term girlfriend at the insistence of his agent, so fans believe they stand a chance of snaring their idol, heâs testing the water when it comes to taking advantage of his new found freedom. Will his fame and obvious appeal turn him into another sex crazed pop star, or will he put his heart before his image when he hooks up with rebellious and straight talking Lexi Clarke and sparks between them fly?

The Domville 1 is the first of a series of self-contained hot erotic reads, set in the exclusive six star hotel chain.

Warning â This is an erotica series, which is sexually driven. If youâre after romance and a happy ever after, then Iâd suggest trying one of my erotic romance novels instead.

This novella contains explicit adult sexual content and is suitable only for those aged 18 and over.

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44-year-old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees, and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine, or cider.

The Temptress
Thereâs just something about a French accent, something that conjures images of romance, sex and passion. Thereâs a reason French is called âthe language of love.â

Lulu McQueen runs an exclusive honeytrap agency, to test the fidelity of rich men for their suspicious partners. While her business flourishes and her track record in the field remains unbroken, earning her the nickname of The Temptress, her personal life isnât so successful.

A trip to Paris, years ago, led to the most erotic encounter of her life with Luc, a charismatic, dominant, irresistible Frenchman. For one night she experienced bliss on a scale sheâd never encountered and fled in the morning, ashamed of herself, but her Parisian one night stand was burned into her memories and no one since had compared.

With no one available on short notice, Lulu steps in to lure Mrs. Le Grandâs rich husband, for an extortionately high fee. Luluâs in for the shock of her life when she finds her mark at the hotel bar. Luc Le Grand still has a face and body to make Adonis weep. He exudes confidence, masculinity and raw sex appeal.

The question now isnât whether Lulu can tempt him, but whether she can resist him, retain her reputation and secure her fee, or whether sheâll fall under Mr. Le Grandâs spell. Again.

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44 year old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine or cider.

Sophisticated for the Night

For the Night Series ~ Book Five ~ Contains Adult Themes ~ Suitable for 18+ Only

My name is Logan Steele. Iâm devilishly handsome, seriously ripped, well hung, charismatic and highly sexed. Women just canât resist me. So when I lost my job in the construction industry and was struggling for cash, I decided to put my assets to good use.

By day Iâm a private personal fitness trainer. By night Iâm a high class gigolo.

Tell me your fantasy, Iâll fulfill it ~ So, who do you want me to be?â

Sophisticated for the Night

It had been over nine months since Iâd deflowered Summer Beresford, in her Virgin for the Night fantasy. Nine months where sheâd plagued my thoughts, both in my personal and professional life. Iâd resolved to never take another booking from her, Iâd never gotten emotionally attached to a client before, it didn't bode well for me. Especially not when she obviously just saw me as the guy she paid to take her virginity and nothing else. I didn't take rejection well. When I read that her co-star Daron Beck had set his sights on her and planned to accompany her to their movie premiere next week, it made my blood boil. His reputation for sleeping with his leading ladies, was nearly as legendary as my reputation for being the best in the business. He, on the other hand, wasn't so respectful of women. The thought of him putting his hands on her, if he hadn't already, or treating her badly, made my mind up. I was about to do something Iâd never done, take a former client out without her paying me, and I wasn't going to take no for an answer. Next week Iâd be accompanying Summer to her premiere, whether she liked it or not.

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44 year old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine or cider.

For the Night Series ~ Book Four ~ Contains Adult Themes ~ Suitable for 18+ Only

My name is Logan Steele. Iâm devilishly handsome, seriously ripped, well hung, charismatic and highly sexed. Women just canât resist me. So when I lost my job in the construction industry and was struggling for cash, I decided to put my assets to good use.

By day Iâm a private personal fitness trainer. By night Iâm a high class gigolo.

Tell me your fantasy, Iâll fulfil it ~ So, who do you want me to be?

The novellas are told in alternating points of view of Logan Steele, and his client, or clients. You can pick up any of them for a complete short burst of heat, however in order to fully enjoy Loganâs development they should be read in the sequence that they are released. Starting from October 2014, I will release one per month.

âI â¦ O God,â I cried, as Trey bit the back of my neck. He ran his hands up to my shoulders and slipped his fingers into the material of my dress and started to work it down my arms.

âIâll take that as a yes,â chuckled Logan, as he stepped away from me. I helped Trey by extracting my hands from the sleeves of my dress and shivered as his fingers skimmed over my waist and hips, as he rolled the dress further down until it slithered to the floor, leaving me standing in just my heels and underwear.

âAva,â he groaned, as he flattened his palms and moved them around to clutch my stomach. âDo you have any idea how hard youâve made me?â

I didnât have a chance to say anything, as Logan stood in front of me, took a mouthful of champagne then stepped forwards, clutched my face and angled it backwards, as he lowered his mouth to mine. Our lips met and mine parted for him automatically and I felt the simultaneous invasion of his tongue and fresh, crisp bubbles that exploded in my mouth. A kiss from Logan was a wonderful thing on its own. If there were eight wonders of the world, then there should be eight sexual experiences in life that every woman had the chance to experience, Iâd lay odds that Logan would take the award for most of them, starting with his kisses. I swallowed the champagne, as his tongue sensuously danced around mine with well-practiced ease. How sad was it that I could end the night happy now? From just fingers on skin and a mouth on mine putting me into such a pleasurable state? Treyâs fingers moved to undo the hooks on my bra and slid the straps off my shoulders, before he slithered it away from me and reached around to palm my aching breasts. I whimpered into Loganâs mouth, as Trey gently kneaded with his hands and lay a trail of kisses up the back of my neck, as he tucked in closer behind me. I could feel the outline of his erection against my backside, the rigidness of it was impressive and had me automatically clenching, in anticipation of having him inside me.

When Treyâs fingers started to pinch and pull on my nipples I cried out, the noise muffled by Loganâs skilled tongue in my mouth. He pulled back and sipped some more champagne, as he watched me helplessly writhing. As if they were communicating telepathically, one of Treys hands moved to palm my stomach, as Logan dipped his head and took one of my painfully swollen nipples into his mouth and started to suck. The combined chill of the alcohol and heat of his mouth was toe curlingly good. When Treyâs hand reached down and slid between my legs and gently rubbed the pearls nestled in my swollen folds, I started to tremble. Loganâs lips pulled harder, elongating my tender nipple, as Trey gently pinched the other, while his fingers continued to rub the pearls. I reached up with one hand and clutched the back of Loganâs head to keep him on me, as I pressed Treyâs hand harder between my legs, the friction on my clit was amazing. In seconds I let out a high pitched cry, as a quick short orgasm hit me and leaned back on Treyâs hard body to support myself.

âYouâre still as responsive as ever, Ava,â Logan smiled as he straightened up.

I write contemporary erotic romance, with humour, which are full of emotion and plenty of drama. I am a 44 year old female from the United Kingdom and live in the wonderful countryside of Wales, surrounded by rolling hills, trees and fields full of sheep and cows. Writing aids include chocolate, Ben & Jerryâs and copious amounts of coffee, wine or cider.